I cultivated into a god by inhaling incense

Half an hour later, the freshman meeting was over, and Yan Lin, surrounded by all the school leaders, left the gymnasium and went to the principal's office.

After Yan Lin came in, he saw that besides him, there were several other shareholders, but they didn't hold a large proportion of the shares, so he didn't take it seriously.

When those shareholders saw Yan Lin, they got up consciously, with smiles on their faces. They would come today because they heard the news that Yan Lin would come. You must know that Yan Lin rarely came to school even if he was studying at Nanjing University. But every time I take the exam, I can get the first grade, and even the credits are almost completed.

He is a person that Ningxia students can't wait to reach.

It is said that he tried to manage Yanshi Group for a year, and he brought the company's operation to a higher level.

Such a legendary figure is a sick child.

The world can only sigh.

Listening to the words of several shareholders, Yan Lin's expression did not change at all, but he had already seen their tricks.

He responded with a few words casually, and left on the pretext of feeling unwell.

After getting into the car, a cold voice sounded in the car, "I want to know all about the freshman from before."

The bodyguard was shocked, wondering how the little boss would think of investigating a freshman in such a good manner.

But it's still good.

"Yes, master, shall we go back?"

Yan Lin had smelled the fragrance before, and now he couldn't wait to get to know that person, so that he could get in touch with him further.

"Go back first."

"Yes."

The bodyguard drove the car back to the villa. After Yan Lin came back, he took a bath again. Half an hour later, when he came out of the Italian bathroom, the bodyguard was already standing outside the door with first-hand information.

Yan Lin was wearing a dark brown nightgown, which was tied loosely around her body, revealing the fair skin below her neck. It was just that she had been sick all year round, and no matter how much she worked out, she couldn't grow strong abdominal muscles.

The bangs on the forehead were stained with water, dripping down the moment the door was opened, and slipped into the open collar.

The bodyguard was a little nervous, but he still handed over the information in his hand to the little boss.

Yan Lin hummed lightly, waved his hand, and signaled that he could leave.

The bodyguard turned and left, Yan Lin closed the door, the air conditioner in the room was blowing cold air, he suddenly inhaled the air conditioner, and coughed violently.

Coughing tears from the corner of his eyes, he raised his hand and turned off the air conditioner roughly, and sat on the single sofa to read the information carefully.

Qi Jing, male, 178cm tall, orphan, grew up in a welfare institution, and is also a poor student sponsored by Yan's family.

Yan Lin continued to look down, Qi Jing's grades were very good, he took the first place in the exam every year, and the head teacher commented on him as a good student with excellent character and academic performance.

Yan Lin thought of Qi Jing wearing glasses and his upright sitting posture.

Sure enough, good students are very self-disciplined when walking there.

Combined with what was recorded in the information, Yan Lin wondered what kind of identity he should use to approach the other party?

Use the name of the company to win over?

He thinks it's feasible, but he wants to contact Qi Jing personally.

The lights in the dormitory will be turned off at eleven o'clock, Qi Jing took off his earphones, and finished half an hour of English listening practice.

I went to the bathroom to wash up, and when I came out, the three of Fatty Zeng were already resting on the bed.

Taking advantage of the dim light outside the window, Qi Jing slowly climbed onto the bunk. He closed his eyes but didn't sleep. He still has things to do next.

A few seconds later, a wisp of pale white slowly drifted out from Qi Jing's body, and within a second the white mist slowly solidified, and after a few seconds, it could be seen that he looked exactly like the person on the bed, except that he looked somewhat transparent.

Qi Jing looked back at himself lying on the bed, thinking that he was shocked when he saw this situation for the first time in his sophomore year, he circled around him several times, and even wanted to go straight in, but how could he? Can't get in.

Over the past few years, he has become familiar with it.

He took out the robe of impermanence from the Qiankun bag, which allowed him to pass through doors and walls at will.

Then he took out the hook and floated towards tonight's destination.

After 10 minutes, he stopped at the door of the apartment. He didn't need to wait for anyone to open the door, he went in directly through the door, and saw the man sitting up from the bathtub at a glance.

There was a scar on the man's face, and he looked a bit ferocious, but he was facing Qi Jing. When Qi Jing first saw this kind of scene, he was shocked and uncomfortable.

Over the past few years, he has seen too many scenes, and there are countless evil spirits shrouded in resentment.

At this time, he was not startled by the man, but tied the other party's soul body with a seductive rope, and said: "Yang Daming, your time is up, follow me to the underworld."

Yang Daming froze for a moment, and wanted to run, but found that he couldn't break free no matter what.

Qi Jing glanced at him, and dragged the people directly to the teleportation station. This place used to be the Temple of the City God, but later in the Dharma-ending Era, the Temple of the City God became a teleportation station, a place dedicated to sending ghosts to the Yin Division.

Qi Jing has been here many times, when he escorted Yang Daming over, he happened to meet Fan Wujiu in a black robe, and he was wearing a black hat with the words "Tianxia Taiping" on it.

Qi Jing greeted him.

Fan Wujiu is his boss.

Fan Wujiu had a good impression of Qi Jing, after all, he was the only impermanent in the entire underworld.

When he met Qi Jing a few years ago, the other party was still a soul wandering in this area, he was very surprised and curious when he saw him.

Then he saw Qi Jing's physique, and told him that this situation would still happen, but he could teach Qi Jing formulas so that he could return to his body, but the premise was that he would become his subordinate in the future.

Qi Jing agreed.

Fan Wujiu also taught him the formula.

Qi Jing captured Yang Daming's ghost into the teleportation array, and sent him to the Yin Division, then he heard Fan Wujiu say: "There are a lot of ghosts recently."

Qi Jing nodded.

There have been a series of murders recently. Although he didn't care much about them, he also saw them on his mobile phone.

Fan Wujiu said again: "How are you learning the talisman seal script given to you?"

"not bad."

Before that, he begged from Fan Wujiu for a copy of "The Encyclopedia of Talismans and Seals". It took him more than a year to write down the talismans in it. Up to now, there are only a few kinds of talismans that can be drawn. And every time he finished painting, he felt exhausted.

This was the first time this happened to the talisman, and he even asked Fan Wujiu.

Fan Wujiu told him that the process of talisman seal will consume the true energy in the body, which is why he feels tired.

Qi Jing didn't know what true energy was, Fan Wujiu kindly explained to him that not everyone has true energy, some people who practice Taoism can condense the vital energy in the body into true energy, which can be used to draw talismans.

But Qi Jing has never cultivated before, but because he was born with the body of nine yin, he was born with yin and yang eyes.

Fan Wujiu then gave him a copy of the superficial cultivation method that he had inadvertently obtained hundreds of years ago.

These exercises were useless to him, so he simply gave them to Qi Jing.

If thousands of years ago, there was spiritual energy in the world, Qi Jing's physique would have been the object of competition among the various sects.

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